Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 144

If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t be a simple thing

Viola narro wed her cold myrs slightly looking domhtful when she gazed at Orlando

she pinched his cheeks harder.

if this month was filled with food. His ridy eyebrows furrowed, and he

Orlando’s cheeks bulged because of that looked like a poot dog with bright eyee

“I will believe you this time 11 1 find cont that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I’ll see how long you can hold out before your subordinated get you out.”

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.

Orlando fell to the floor weakly

He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.

It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Viola threw him in, few people dared to do anything to him there. However, he didn’t want Viola to continue misunderstanding him.

“Well, if I lied to you, I would die a painful death.

Viola tilted her head and looked down at him again.

His face turned pale as he coughed with a fever. When he frowned, he looked miserable.

Perhaps it was because of the specific medicine that he seemed to suffer from a long illness.

Even Jimmy and Toby felt sympathetic when seeing his pitiful look.

But Viola was expressionless as she stared at Orlando, seeming to be thinking about something

After a while, she looked at Jimmy and Toby and said, “Who can go cook him some porridge?”

Jimmy and Toby looked at each other in confusion.

“Ms. Zumthor, I can fight for you, but I don’t know how to make porridge. I’ve never learned it before…”

Toby also said, “I don’t know either!”

Viola was at a loss for words.

She thought she might consider hiring a few bodyguards who could cook.

She looked at Orlando on the ground again and wondered if she should ask him to make it himself.

her gaze and suddenly coughed even harder, looking quite

She pursed her lips.

you help him back to

“Yes.”

found the ingredients in the

Orlando back to the bed and then

do you believe Mr. Caffrey’s

in the final evidence. If it’s really not him,

thought for a moment and continued to say, “Since he said that he sent Stanley away,

and see

“Okay.”

nodded and added, “Actually, I

porridge when her hand

by a great

small country with her by sea, and nobody could find them. He didn’t need to take the risk

Viola didn’t speak.

she meant. Since he admitted it directly, she

there were indeed many loopholes

 it weren‘t him, then who could

popped up in Viola’s

 in the McGraw family

 he find out that I‘m still alive and

 to get

 he trying to do

was thinking about these, Toby was

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Ms. Zumthor, the

burning. She reacted and quickly turned

the pot, and

Toby to investigate according to her instructions and then took a small bowl from the cupboard to put

the door of

she saw him rolling up

skin became fragile, so after kneeling last night, his entire knees and lower legs were covered with bruises. It could be seen that

the same time

she couldn’t remember how many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and

the fierce and arrogant man had been tamed by

she feel

he had done enough to make it up to

pushed open the door,

her, Orlando put down his trousers, covered himself with the quilt, and

on the chair next to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon

looked at her with burning eyes,

his pale lips with an expectant face, obediently waiting for her to feed

his gaze but continued to blow the porridge on without a glance at him. She looked